Wednesday, 20 August 2014

Anne-girl is starting a new blog! It's called Half-Baked and is for writing stories. It is being launched or whatever you would call that on September 1st, and I hear read that there is to be a giveaway! (Ooh, something free! :D)

So hasten over to Anne-girl's blog, linked to earlier, to find out more details!

Thursday, 14 August 2014

"Yes," you may say, "It is indeed August 14th, and why is Molly being so obvious?"

Well.

Today is my sister Anne-girl's birthday, and she is seventeen. Now, on my... was it last year's birthday? I believe it was. Anyway, on whatever birthday it was, she gave me a piece of paper-- two, actually, but I'm focussing on one-- that was a note. A note from her characters, from some of them, at least.

In the note, her characters (well, Roddy, but some of the others had their names at the bottom) told me to keep going. You see, the note was for when I was discouraged in writing. It told me to keep going and a few other things that, I will say, are very nice. :)

So, to explain why I am bringing all this up, I will let this post be finished. (Did that make sense?)

Dear Anne-girl,We are copycats, aren't we? Apparently we aren't smart enough to think of original birthday presents, but I guess since Molly gave you the credit for the idea-- and if she didn't, we do now-- we can't get arrested for copyright and all, can we?Hope not. My name is Jacques-- perhaps you have heard of me? Yes, I know you have, because you drew a picture of me, and two of my colleagues. Well, at least, it was the back of us. Our faces were not visible. I am straying from the purpose of this note.Myself and Arthur and Rita and Barbara and Greg are here to say that Molly really likes your writing. Why isn't she saying this herself? Remember, we're copying. :PMolly has wept and smiled over your stories about Eric and Nicolas and Roddy-- a jolly good fellow-- oh wait, I'm not British; I'm French. Whatever.Ahem. I, Arthur, have stolen the keyboard away from Jacques, for his writing of the note was going rapidly downhill.What we are going to say is this: you're a great writer, and you should keep going. Even when it's hard. Because you have quite a few people who enjoy and maybe even LOVE your stories and certain characters in them. Not every writer os aspiring writer or whatever gets that. You have a talent for this, and you should keep going.~ Greg, Barbara, Arthur, Rita, Jacques.

Tuesday, 5 August 2014

Time once again for Beautiful People! I will be focussing on Lenard Cox from my Beauty and the Beast retelling. Oh, by the way, how does the title: The Scars of War sound to you? I would like to give this story a definite title, and I would like to know your opinion.

1) What does your character regret the most in their life? Not buying a super yo-yo when he was sixteen. His next-door-neighbor, Jesse, got one, and lorded it over Lenard all through the rest of high school. It was very trying.2) What is your character's happiest memory? Most sorrowful memory? The time he won an egg sandwich eating contest when he was eight. He ate eleven and three-quarters. The most sorrowful memory? After the contest, when he threw-up.

3) What majorly gets on your character’s nerves? Brushing his teeth.4) Do they act differently when they're around people as opposed to being alone? If so, how? When he's alone, Lenard likes to juggle. He can actually do five balls at once. But in public, he gets too bumbled and jumpy to do it right. So basically, he's more coordinated when alone then with people.5) What are their beliefs and superstitions? (Examples: their religion or lack of one, conspiracy theories, throwing salt, fear of black cats.) Lenard doesn't have any superstitions, but he has a fear of cats, because once his aunt was bit by one. She didn't die, but Lenard is too afraid of just plain getting bit to go near felines.6) What are their catchphrases, or things they say frequently? Maybe "oh" or "um?" Though maybe he doesn't say those too, too much.7) Would they be more prone to facing fears or running from them? Running.

8) Do they have a good self image? Sort of. When he's by himself, yes, When he's with Stewart, no.9) Do they turn to people when they're upset, or do they isolate themselves? Lenard lives alone, so he doesn't really have anyone to turn to. Besides, he has a good habit of bouncing out of upsetment, which is good because Stewart can be really mean to him. So, I guess kind of neither.10) If they were standing next to you would it make you laugh or cry? At least smile, maybe laugh.

Monday, 4 August 2014

No, but I was close! I only had... I think three stories left. And Author's Notes, perhaps. Though I'm not sure about that.

What was the most difficult part of finishing something this July?

Mmm, trying to finish, perhaps? But maybe that wasn't really difficult, just rushed.

Did you maintain a writing schedule? How often did you write to meet your goal?

I wrote nearly every week day, excepting a few, I believe. So I guess I could call that a schedule, right?

List some of the musical tracks/artists you listened to most frequently this July.

I listened to a lot of stuff: How to Train Your Dragon, Pirates of the Caribbean, Star Trek, Star Wars, (I'm guessing, I believe, because this is some of the stuff I usually listen to) and a few musical songs, I think.

Snippets! Share some of your July writing.

Sure! These are from the stories I have edited this month, not necessarily new stuff. :P But this first one is new, I believe.

“Victoria, when you grow up,” mother said, her hand on her daughter’s cheek, “you must always remember that you are a lady. No matter what happens to you, you must act maturely, and with grace and poise. A true lady does not have to be rich in wealth, only in maturity. You will remember that, won’t you, my dear?” ~Victoria

*

Jeffrey had seen the sight many times, and each time had been horrible, but this time was worse. He knew Albert well.

“Aim,” came the brisk call, and the soldiers in the line lifted their rifles to shoulder height. Albert’s eyes were on the sky.

“Fire!” ~After Four Long Years

*

After a few minutes, he spoke again. “I don’t understand you.”

She smiled slightly, bitterly. “I could say the same for you.”

He frowned. “You could have let me be killed, but instead you saved me. Why?” ~Friend or Foe?

*

“John Trevor Skinner, how long has it been since this was last washed?” mother demanded sternly, holding up one of my uniform shirts. Her eyes were solemn but I thought I saw her lips wiggling a little bit, like she was going to laugh.

“Two weeks or so,” I said slowly. ~We Regret To Inform You...

*

Annie leaned her head against Bernice’s shoulder, closed her eyes to block out thoughts of war and pain and death, and listened the wind and the stream, and Jacob’s voice in her head.

Here in Oregon in my home, Annie. I don’t want to leave it.

Annie scraped her tongue across her teeth. What if he’s left it forever now? ~Time of War, Time of Peace

Pick a character from your July writing project and describe his or her daily wardrobe. Imagine how this character would dress is he or she were living in the year 2014. (This is your excuse to play with Pinterest and Polyvore. You're welcome.)

Okay.... Victoria, from the story that is right now being called Victoria, but may have a changed title if I can think of one, usually wears a... well, she might wear something like this:

About Me

Hello! My name is Molly. It is not my real name; I go by a pseudonym.
I am a sinner, saved by Christ's blood, and enjoy a variety of pastimes.
Some of the things I like to do best are reading, writing, singing, acting, riding, skating, running, sewing, talking about "The Scarlet Pimpernel" and quoting movies, as well as many other things! :) Please enjoy this corner of the blogging world where I can blog about the things I love.